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"Yeah," He says, casting her a glance before making a plate. "Thanks," |
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Marco finished eating and cleaned his plate before going and sitting on the left side of the couch. |
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"You sure you're okay? You seem off." She asked, concerned. |
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"Yeah, i'm fine." He said, voice the casual deep tone. |
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"Okay." She stated. "I'm here of you need anything, feel free to ask." |
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Marco just nodded, opening his phone. |
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"So, I did an impulsive buy." She smirked. "Another horse." |
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"Oh boy, will this one try to kill me?" He teased, looking up at her and smiling. |
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"No. I bought an Irish Thoroughbred stallion. But, just look at him." She stated, leading him outside. Her new stallion looked exactly like the missing Irish stallion, Shergar. "This, Marco, is the great-grandson to Shergar." |
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Steady Rain all Day
